• it wasnt my idea-
    my eyes wide- looking confused
    oh, youve used
    me.
    & youve bruised me.
    but the wounds, they start to heal.
    lyrics letting letters loose
    from my frozen nimble fingers.
    dont you linger, here too soon.
    we wont be able-
    to let go;
    oh, you know.
    my little death, was such
    a tiny one at that.
    but underneath the storms beneath.
    the skies eat up whats left of me.